Can’t stand bitches
who act all high and mighty and who quote themselves on Facebook judging others for what they do.
Who do you think you are? Just because you think you’ve made it in, you know NOTHING yet. Just wait until it starts to rain then you’ll realize what you’re really made of.
I feel sorry for you because you’ve been pushed into thinking that what you’re doing is a good thing. Sorry to say—but you’ve been hassled into the start of your demise.
Either way, I won’t laugh at you when shit starts to hit the fan. I’m better than that. Instead I know someone who will be laughing, and in fact it’s the one who you profess to be when you judge others.
And in that, I find happiness.
